Lucy Hellens

"This is absurd! She can't be the next heir for ruling the underworld! She's just to. . . Sweet." One on the counsel members yelled. He was the one with the white cloak, sitting at the head end of the long table. He had a black sun on his right side of his chest.

"As I've said before, she is the reincarnation of Lucifer, his form, personality, morality views, and sense of right and wrong have changed." A pause, followed by a long sigh. "No matter how you look at the situation, she is next in line for the throne. Like it or not. We need balance. And the only person who can help contain that balance is Lucy." This speech came from the one at the other side of the table. His cloak was black with a white sun on his left side of his chest.

The two men were the only ones with different cloaks than the others, who had dark blue ones and gold stars rimming the hoods. Except me, who was wearing a lacey black skater-skirt with a black see through blouse with white crosses scatterd about as my top. It was a cute outfit, pared with some cute solid black creepers and black leggings.

You could say I had good style, but I honestly asked my mom to pick it out for me.